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Friday, March 30, 2012

That something which fills it to full? That something is missing in life these days. There is this certain emptiness inside me. I don’t know what it is.. I don’t know what it could be but it’s not homesickness for sure. I know I m going home next month on Holi and my parents are coming here this weekend. But this something is just killing me. Something is just making me feel alone. Something has changed! I don’t know what, but something has changed. May be something is added or may be subtracted from my life but yes its definite it has made its mark. But I don’t remember doing anything. There are these few days in my life when I feel like being alone not really alone but I start missing something which I don’t even know what it is.
While coming to office I feel like did I miss something, driving my bike I feel like I must have forgotten something. In office if I m working than its all right but when I m not I don’t feel like being workless. While coming back from office after the day’s work, I feel this emptiness every day. When I reach home I feel that I have done everything but one thing which I don’t know!!! I put on loud music while coming to office and also while going back, but still I can’t reclaim my full life. I still feel that I have lost something. These few days do come after 3-4 months and go away like anything. These few days will pass soon I know, but why this emptiness, why this hollowness, which gives me sleepless nights , thoughtless thoughts, workless work, I keep on thinking what’s happening and the result is always a "nothing" staring at me like a jerk. Now a days I have realized that I can’t escape it so I feel like doing something to avoid it, I keep on working, want to remain busy, if I have to wait for something feel like chatting with someone but still this emptiness does not go away. Sometimes I feel that this routine work is killing me .because it has become a boring IT life with same routine, same politics ,same old thoughtless thoughts and nothing new to do, but is it the only reason.
Have somebody else also experienced the same. Can somebody help me!!!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Men dont cry ,okay I dont believe that !!!I believe that big boys don't cry public ally ! Yes ,Men cry but often when its raining and when they are in shower lol !!!But On a serious note I guess the only reason men feel it is a weakness to cry is because society has taught them that it is.
Just like it has taught women to be emotional and nurturing. Men can not cry in public , they just cant , its the society which has made them so closed in this matter. Men face a stigma if they cry just like women face a stigma if they are not motherly and nurturing and emotional. It isn’t that way in every society though. It’s all about gender roles and what we have been taught are the right and wrong ways for men and women to behave .I don’t cry often, call it a mix between society’s expectations and my own foolish pride.

I am very emotional, and I’ve trained to keep them in check.I see it as a weakness because it makes me look like I’m whining.It’s not allways a weakness, but for me as a man it makes it look like I can’t handle it anymore. And yes, I cry alone some rare times.This type of non-crying reminds me of going to accident and emergency and being asked how much pain I was in no pain , hell yeah I am iron man !!And when the Nurse put dettol or what ever it was on the wounds I went "Fuc*********"..This is so stereotypical.is not it!!! The answer is not psychological. It is more to do with the society. So from that day i realized that it had nothing to do with anything but the society , In the male dominated societies of the past and to some extent in the present, men were supposed to be strong. Any sign of so called "weakness" was labelled as womanly. So, not crying, not vacillating, able to keep secrets were labelled as manly and their opposite as womanly.
Both women and men are emotional and have control over their emotions at their own levels and depend on the way they take life as. When a woman smokes, she is found disgusting by people and same is when a man cries. Sometimes people have to live for the society's sake for their survival with respect and dignity.
In all countries and especially like in India, that are still quite a way from fully breaking the male dominance; the society still tends to raise its boys and girls that way .

As a result, men are particularly uncomfortable during heated “relationship” conversations. Faced with a partner’s negative feelings, a man often becomes mute—fleeing into stormy silence.I tell you this silence has killed many relationships , This silence is the worst thing that had happened with the male Gender .It had made him stay away from reality to an extent.Come on Just think when you are in a heated argument with your boyfriend have you ever seen him being emotional and if by chance he gets emotional , The girl thinks his guy is too weak .Oh Yes many of you dont think like that but somewhere in back of your mind your think like that , you do !! Trust me !!

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Ankita would often go over to her neighbour's house after school until her parents got home from work. While there, she would play video games and watch tv.Her neighbor would leave her with their son Akash who was cute but had a little extra pounds to his body and a nice Goatie beard. As she grew up she started to see him very rarely as her parents asked her to go for tutions and competitive classes.But anjali had begun to think of akash as more than a neighbor and would dream about him as her prince charming with a shining Armour and on a white horse.

Anjali would often drive over to his house to drop things off and would often ask for his textbooks , as now they had moved away from where she lived. So one day she went to his house and dropped off the stuff.They talked for half an hour about life, and school. She was constantly amazed at how cute Akash was.She was wearing her favorite red kurti with blue jeans and looked quite pretty. Before she left she told akash that they had to see each other more often to catch up on more things.

They kept meeting every day but sooner than later anjali thought that she would just tell him her feelings for him. So about 2 weeks later and she told her mom that she was going to the movies. So they got to his house and they started talking about school ans stuff. Anjali told him that they needed to talk about something private. She got her courage collected and sat on the couch beside him. She told him "that i have known u since i was about 6 and now as i am getting older, I am starting to see u in a different way. he asked her what way.............? she replied "that since childhood , i have dreamt of having a prince charming like u.....". She paused and then said "I Love you".... Akash was not 100% sure what to say but he stood with anjali and talked in balcony for a while .

As they stood in balcony akash's Neighbor Mrs Sharma saw them and asked akash If he could come downstairs and fix her car as It was not getting started.Akash noded his head and went downstairs ,Anjali remembered that she was the same Mrs Sharma , who would never let them play and always used to scold them when they were kids.Kids used to hate her as she was always complaining about the noise children make , Anjali whispered come back soon Akash ...Akash Looked back and smiled.

After 5 minutes akash came back and said they should talk in the bedroom since nobody is here and people might disturb them in the balcony.As they walked to the back of the house,Akash told her how he hated Mrs Sharma. In the room,they sat down and there was a silence. Akash again broke the silence and said he also likes her.So Anjali took the opportunity and planted her lips on his . It was great to finally have her dream come true.Even while kissing she was thinking how lucky she was to get her dream man with her.Then he took off his shirt anjali was surprised but carried on hugging him.They began to play the love game and she was getting highly aroused.With in Minutes the new black T shirt she wore was being licked by Akash,She found it a little awkward but Akash played with her T shirt and tore it with his teeth.She then took control of her and finished off with some kissing and hugging.Akash then exploded all over her cheeks and licked it.She was so happy.They then had a quick pause before they got up and watched tv for a couple hours cuddling.

It was late now , she had to leave .Quickly they both dressed up and she moved out of the apartment not before a long good bye kiss.As soon as she got out her eyes could not believe what she saw.Shewas shocked to see Mrs Sharma Smiling as Akash was still trying to get the car started. She turned back to see who was with her ,It was Brownie , Mrs Sharma's Little pet dog...Anjali's face was so pale by now, her body so became weightless. She could barely stand up. She had heard the stories of Mrs Sharma Being a witch.She Fainted then and there.

PS : Written as a part of challenge bye "The Fool" from Indiblogger.I wish I had done justice !!!

PS2: This time your comments are really very Precious as its my first time taking a Challenge.

Monday, March 26, 2012

Anjali was in deep love with Rohit.Rohit who stayed in the next appartment would come daily to Anjalis apartment to discuss study matters .The parents would normally come at around 7 in the evening so they would spend all the time together till evening ,Watching TV , doing stuff , enjoying some games and lots more.So this sunday The parents went for a party and they were together agian .

Anjali and Rohit enjoyed being with each other for more than one reasons, Rohit had a cute smile , Anjali was the one with whome rohit shared everything , So this sunday they again were together , Anjali cooked maggie which Rohit loved . By the time it got dark though, They thought the parents might come but they didnot . They decided to swing on the swings which were at the back of Rohits Appartment. The Sun was going down.Sooner than later they decided to swing other things. Anjali started going down on Rohit after he had finished going down on her. Neither of them had pants on.

Anjali asked Rohit to play with his favourite toys , Her Breasts .Rohit enjoyed every momemt of it.Suddenly the Bell Rang , The parents were home , They had their clothes on in a flash.Rohit greeted Anjalis Parents and went home.

Dentists. It always brings back memories of pain and suffering. There are sounds of whizzing drills and moans of pain from patients in obvious agony. Mundane elevator music formed the accompaniment for a scene reminiscent of a horror film. But It was in Marathi with Bacardi music in background.”Kirpya darwaja band kara” That’s what I understood.

A bib was placed under my chin and I assumed it was intended to keep blood from ruining my clothes. She began to don all kinds of protective gear. Her hair was totally covered and she wore a mask and a complete face shield. She put on rubber gloves and seemed to be ready to begin. I tried to figure out if she was protecting herself or me. Perhaps she had some horrible disease that she didn't want me to catch. But I didn't think it was fair for her to be equipped as though she was going into space and all I had was a paper bib.” Come on I said I am not a rapist let me see your face”. But that was my heart that spoke."I'm not hurting you am I?" she mumbled from behind the face mask. Both of her hands were in my mouth so how did she expect me to answer? Why don't dentists work out some hand signals for the patient to use to respond? Like one finger for 'yes', two fingers for 'no' and the middle finger reserved for 'you are damned right you're hurting me'. And again she said open wide …wider..Wider. Do you really want to sit inside my mouth and have a water slide I thought.

After scraping and chiseling to remove the tartar buildup I was told to sit up to rinse. Getting up from the prone position in the chair is not an easy task.You get up and suddenly the bib and the cloth falls down which the helper picks up giving you a “*uck look”.Anyways , I was still looking at my socks which were stinking like I threw up after having vodka+pizza+beer+rum+French fries.I sheepishly smiled."I am going to brush your teeth to make them shining-white and today we are featuring grape-flavored paste." "Oh no," I thought. "I hate the flavor of grape." But I love Wine , so you have some , my naughty heart was still waiting for her to remove her mask.After the sexy lady had her part of torture done in my mouth , she finally removed her mask , and my heart just sang the song in slow motion “ lala-la-lala , lala-la-lala , la la , it’s the same song which runs in background when a bollywod hero and heroine runs and get closer and it ends with a kiss which is shown by mingling of two flowers.Chuck it.The song was cut short by the helpers mobile ringtone.Kill Him My heart said.Anyways I can not understand why such sexy , single . beautiful ladies do a job of getting into the stinking mouth of someone just for few bucks where when you have the capability of dating almost all the hunks of the town.

Well this was not enough of the sad feeling I had, The saddest part was the billing session. She pointed me to sit in front of her , Then she started filling out the form which I filled half with the receptionist[that thin tube like]. I was just looking into her beautiful face and was wondering how cute her kids would be.But when I got the bill my heart said “This was certainly one of the most expensive torture sessions I have ever experienced," But had to pay

Friday, March 23, 2012

Dentists.
It always brings back memories of pain and suffering. There are sounds of whizzing drills and moans of pain from patients in obvious agony. Mundane elevator music formed the accompaniment for a scene reminiscent of a horror film. But It was in Marathi with Bacardi music in background.”Kirpya darwaja band kara” That’s what I understood.

A bib was placed under my chin and I assumed it was intended to keep blood from ruining my clothes. She began to don all kinds of protective gear. Her hair was totally covered and she wore a mask and a complete face shield. She put on rubber gloves and seemed to be ready to begin. I tried to figure out if she was protecting herself or me. Perhaps she had some horrible disease that she didn't want me to catch. But I didn't think it was fair for her to be equipped as though she was going into space and all I had was a paper bib.” Come on I said I am not a rapist let me see your face”. But that was my heart that spoke."I'm not hurting you am I?" she mumbled from behind the face mask. Both of her hands were in my mouth so how did she expect me to answer? Why don't dentists work out some hand signals for the patient to use to respond? Like one finger for 'yes', two fingers for 'no' and the middle finger reserved for 'you are damned right you're hurting me'. And again she said open wide …wider..Wider. Do you really want to sit inside my mouth and have a water slide I thought.

After scraping and chiseling to remove the tartar buildup I was told to sit up to rinse. Getting up from the prone position in the chair is not an easy task.You get up and suddenly the bib and the cloth falls down which the helper picks up giving you a “*uck look”.Anyways , I was still looking at my socks which were stinking like I threw up after having vodka+pizza+beer+rum+French fries.I sheepishly smiled."I am going to brush your teeth to make them shining-white and today we are featuring grape-flavored paste." "Oh no," I thought. "I hate the flavor of grape." But I love Wine , so you have some , my naughty heart was still waiting for her to remove her mask.After the sexy lady had her part of torture done in my mouth , she finally removed her mask , and my heart just sang the song in slow motion “ lala-la-lala , lala-la-lala , la la , it’s the same song which runs in background when a bollywod hero and heroine runs and get closer and it ends with a kiss which is shown by mingling of two flowers.Chuck it.The song was cut short by the helpers mobile ringtone.Kill Him My heart said.Anyways I can not understand why such sexy , single . beautiful ladies do a job of getting into the stinking mouth of someone just for few bucks where when you have the capability of dating almost all the hunks of the town.

Well this was not enough of the sad feeling I had, The saddest part was the billing session. She pointed me to sit in front of her , Then she started filling out the form which I filled half with the receptionist[that thin tube like]. I was just looking into her beautiful face and was wondering how cute her kids would be.But when I got the bill my heart said “This was certainly one of the most expensive torture sessions I have ever experienced," But had to pay .
Do you say no to a sexy , smiling , beautiful Girl !!!

Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Put the rules on your blog.
Every person tagged should tell 11 things about themselves, answer the 11 questions asked by the one that tagged you, tag 11 other people and ask them 11 different questions.
Let the people whom you tagged know you’ve done so.
Don’t tag anyone who’s been tagged before.
Really do tag 11 others; don’t go all “if you want to take this tag”.

2.)Ø A very good cricket player. He has played club cricket from Chennai, organized Cricket tournaments in Pune, ran his cricket club in Pune by the name system crashers http://www.systemcrashers.webs.com/, participated in various cricket tournaments on club level as well.

3.)has published one book as well. “Desire v/s destiny” the book is about short stories and poem inspired by real life which have been written in such pictorial way that you can think that all that is happening or might have happen around you at some point of time. The Book is available for sale at the linkhttps://www.lulu.com/commerce/index.php?fBuyContent=10717127

4.)Ilike love poems and mostly write story inspired from real life

5.)I hate sympathy suckers , I really do , I more often avoid the word hate but here i use this word :)

6.)Sometimes I am really egoistic.

Well egoism shares the ultimate problems of selfhood, and assume the self to consist of a man's person and those things in which he is or ought to be directly interested. The general statement that such theories refer for an egoistic fellow is that all moral action to criteria of the individual's happiness, preservation, moral perfection, raises an obvious difficulty. Egoism merely asserts that the self is all-important in the application of moral principles, and does not in any way supply the material of these principles. It is a purely formal direction.

The chances of feeling hurt, betrayed, empty, injured, rejected, abused is more than a normal guy. Yes even if I seem so happy from outside you don’t even know baby what going on .I can carry such a sweet smile which will never let you guess what’s going on . Even if I might be an egoistic geek I would have some feeling deep inside me .You might see me as a happy go lucky guy but you don’t even know what going on inside me .I'm always been the Egoistic - type since elementary. I admit that I'm Happy-Go-lucky most of the time, though I have a few low moments sometimes but I don't really take every arguments light heartedly every now and then, and if I see someone around me being fake and I don't treat them as friends.

6.)I don’t trust I.T.(Most of the times)

I believe that friends or best friends here in I.T aren't real! They just take you for granted and they will be nice to you only if they need something, but after that, you'll just find yourself left in nowhere. It might sound weird but being alone is what makes me happy sometimes. I feel uncomfortable when I'm surrounded by many individuals who makes such loud noises and faking their smiles when you're facing them. Honestly, I get sick of it! But sometimes I also get confused. Why? Because I know that no man is an island and you can't survive without friends.

I may need someone's help in the future when I'm really down. That's what my mom had told me and rest assured that I'll always keep that in mind. Well, there's one time that I've tried to be friendly, and surprisingly, it worked! I have befriended several individuals which I must say they're really fun to be with. Unfortunately, I always felt that I'm not really happy when I'm with them because everything around is so fake.

Sometimes I think I must stick with only my school and college friends all my life coz that's when/where I do my best in all the things that I love to do. For now, the only friend and best friend I have is God or may be Parents. They are the only one I know that will remain true and loyal to me all throughout the way. Besides, God made us all unique! Maybe I'm just one of the "master-piece" He had created for this world - and I won't complain about that! What's important now is that I'm in to the place where I think I'm supposed to be and where I became happy.

Mind you : I have made such close friends here at I.T field that I have had never imagined and the new friend list is ever increasing.

8.)I am such a forward if I consider you as a friend.

Yeah , If I consider you a friend , I will tell you everything and will expect the same from your side which is infect is very dangerous. If I consider you as a friend I can do anything for you but sadly I will expect the same. Sometimes I might end up asking you such a stupid and idiotic question that even I would not realize what I have done. This is the most dangerous part of my personality. I consider myself to be a frank person (where needed) but this thing is very dangerous .I have to be told by my friends many times what do I need to ask and what I should not .Because only then I realize that sometimes. Because if someone considers discussing or sharing or talking about randomly about something to be really cool other might have restrictions .And I am such a stupid to understand that many times.

9.)I hate being a sympathy sucker.

I really don’t realize but I really behave as a sympathy sucker sometimes and that’s is infect bad. After all the sympathy sucking I do from my friends I realize that it was such a stupid thing to do. But if you talk with someone who cares for you, like your mom or dad, you will almost always start to feel better. Now you're not all alone with your problems or worries. It doesn't mean your problems and worries disappear magically, but at least someone else knows what's bothering you and can help you find solutions. But sometimes the egoistic part of my personality shouts to stop being sympathy sucker and try to hide your burdens , grudges and all issues to myself only. The thing comes with ego I guess.
10.)I am a looser when it comes to convincing people that I am really sorry about something.

I know that word convincing is not appropriate here but what do I write then . I am unable to make people feel that I am really sorry about the wrong things I have had done many times. Only time makes them realize that I was really sorry . It’s all about the image and the energy I carry with my huge ego. Even if I am sorry I cannot stop working and think about you all the time is infect my problem. I am not bon to hurt people and if I do that by mistake and I realize it how do I make sure you people also understand that I have realized? Is this question because of my ego.

11.)I talk to myself .

Yes ,I know man this is really weird , Many a times I have been caught and being embarrassed talking to myself. But I have been really helpless eradicating this habit of mine. Yes I do it , I agree .I most often talk to myself while looking into o the mirror , while riding my bike , while ironing clothes and before an interview. I know it’s kind of weird but I cannot help it.

Wow! I didn't expected this weird ending! LOL

My 11 Answer :

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Books/e-books ? yes mostly on unix , sumitabha das , I loved reading mein kemph as well , I also loved the biography of symbiosis institute by majumdar
Live-in relationships/Marriage ? Marriage for sure
First love/Last love ? First Love : My wife , Last Love :My wife
A book that has moved u..:Mein kemph
A movie u recommend.. Forrest Gump , I feel I am forrest gump :)
How,in ur daily ways,do u ‘heal the world’ ? :Ijust dont lie !!!!so Iguess it helps :), I am the masti maker now dont go in my details
Given a chance u would like to.. : Born again as a millionaire.
Adopted child can be same as biological child.Ur views…:Cant be !!! Sorry , The world is so cruel to accept , exceptions are always there
An idea to help change this world,through blogging,could be.. :Write when your nations needs enlightenment on any topic.
You would like to be remembered as.. :The one who never lied.
A suggestion/feedback for ‘My Dear U’ : Its just awesome :Its simply superb , Just keep sharing.

My 11 questions:
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1. Your views on gays and homosexuality
2. your Views on slut walk.?
3.Your views on anna ?
4.your views on our Prime Minister ?
5.Best Thing about you
6.Worst thing about you ?
7.Tell us about the way you see our country growing ?
8.Tell us about your first love ?
9.Whats your motivation in life ?
10.How did you get to know about me ?
11.Feedback for my blog ?

Monday, March 19, 2012

Shunty :- So , how would you be spending Valentine’s Day .
Miggu :- F*** you , salle dukhdayi insaan , I am single .
Shunty :- But its a dream come true for me , I will be with her .
Miggu :- Can I ask you something , you loser ,are these affections tender, delicate creatures that can be turned on and off at will, on a random date of someone else’s dictation,” ....!
May be the LOVE FEELINGS are some kind of love spraying Dracula’s who only wake up on 14 feb,no really are they mushy things some kind of CRT which we can switch on 14 feb and switch off.
Perhaps these are those FM tuners we used to make in our ECE lab in college , wherein we used to make these tuners only the day before exams and now these tuners are used on 14feb.

Shunty :- you loser , you are saying this because you are single !
Miggu :- May be you are right ,but tell me why I choose this day to show my love even when I might be in worst condition of my life and I might have loose motions and take her(Hypothetical) to a costly restaurant and give her flowers .
Shunty :- Are you drunk a******.
Miggu:-First off, you must remember that I m not the only single person on the planet .Even I feel that I am an atheist on a Diwali but ...
Shunty :- Suc*** , Loser , look at your words you Mister Poet !
Miggu :- Gr r r r r!!! Unless Cupid(is it a flying pig ) strikes me in the heart with his little arrow between now and Sunday, I will be spending the day sobbing into my pillow and trying to figure out a way to kill myself with my toothbrush. (I'm scared of knives.) I wonder how long it would take to brush myself to death? Probably a long time, and I don't think I'm that patient.
Shunty :- Ya do that , that would be something ,crazy , you have gone mad, !
Miggu :- HAn han tu to yahi chahega main mar jau aur tu openly flirt kar sake.
Shunty :- Bhai , daaru piyega!
Miggu :- Teri ****************** , piyakkad laga rakha hia salle mereko !
Shunty :- The secret to all of this is to be happy wherever you're at. There are miserable singles. There are happy singles. There are couples who complete each other and who make each other happy. There are couples who create nothing but chaos and misery together. Wherever you're at in life, learn something from it. Well, maybe if you're in a chaotic and miserable couple, you may want to do something about that.
Miggu :- Sant baba 100X 100X Shunty cholewale dhongi baba ki jai !
Shunty :- Teri ******
Miggu :- waise i am happily single , I can drink , can flirt with as many girls as I want , will sms 100 girls the same sms ,and many will forward the same and reply the same sms which originated in the morning from my cell phone .It will fun.
Shunty :- Uthale bhagwan
Miggu :- Mush , Mush mUsh , mush is in the air .
Shunty :- Yaar what should i gift my Gf this valentine.
Miggu :- The best thing is you can gift me to her , I deserve her !
Miggu :- hello , hello , ...................

Well I write this not to say that I can
carry a fake smile , no I can’t do that , i Guess i am too bad at that , I cannot
lie and I cannot carry a fake smile .But here in It field its necessary to at
least spot a fake smile to be on the safer side .Most people are bad at
spotting fake smiles. Would you like to know if you can. If you can tell if a
person’s smile is real or fake , you in fact are a genius and you will go a
long way in life . Whether it’s real or fake a smile is quite necessary in this
professional world . But to spot it being a real one or a fake is to be a genius
I guess.

According to the BBC, different parts of
the brain are used to create a real or a fake smile. Real smiles are automatic
(i.e. unconscious brain) whereas fake smiles can be done on-demand (i.e.
conscious brain). With fake smiles, the mouth moves outward. With real smiles,
the mouth moves, but the eyes also crease up and the eyebrows dip slightly.

I always used to think that there are no bad days in life. life is always desires v/s destiny, If your desires are strong enough than the day can change drastically or may be the conditions .I always used to switch to gyanwardhak mode when somebody said “mere to din kaharb chal rahe hai "..."Bhagawan ne mere sath aisa kyu kiya".I always used to think that its only the desire which makes you feel that the day is good or bad. But from the past few days I have started to believe that there are days when nothing goes your way. Its kind of shit which you get in and you see a no way out , on a good day you will find the same conditions very coordinative or may be adjusting , but on a bad day its all messed up. Now I believe that there are bad days and you can not do any thing about it , but to think. I can not get over it .I m irritated at it. Yes I had a bad day too. and it was really bad!

Well , People here!!! when they start talking to me consider me such a happy go lucky funny guy , who is such a happy guy and friendly (over friendly ) sometimes , such a forward and yeah quite helping who is very mature who has his bad qualities as well which are very irritating sometimes. People see me so strong, but do they really know how I feel inside, no! People think they know me better than God does, and or even myself, how sad is that. Even if I might be an egoistic geek I would have some feeling deep inside me .You might see me as a happy go lucky guy but you don’t even know what going on inside me .
But I must tell you right now---> I had a bad day .

Friday, March 16, 2012

Prelude :"Poetry is what gets lost in translation."----> Robert Frost.

1)Size-Zero
I still don’t know what this word means and where it came from but young girls are being attracted by media images of skinny models , Girls are becoming weight conscious ,Instead of going on a workout regime they prefer dieting which often results into malnutrition. I guess its only because of media that majority of the girls feel a pressure to have a perfect body when they see those skinny models.
Men are no less, Many males are becoming insecure about their physical appearance as advertising and other media images raise the standard and idealize well-built men.
Researchers are seeing an alarming increase in obsessive weight training and the use of anabolic steroids & dietary supplements that promise bigger muscles and more stamina for lifting. Even when that was not enough men have now started using fairness creams and they fail to understand that "kale paida hue to to kale hi rahoge"..but with increasing number of big starts shahrukh(I hate him) and john turning up to do fairness creams add , men have started using it and its in a way bad.

2)Sex and Sexuality.
Well I guess its the media which have started the TV shows and movies which make it seem normal for teenagers to discuss and be open about sex and sexuality. Young teens prefer entertainment media as the top source of information about sexuality and sexual health , and I have no problems when I see television commercials and find that majority of these commercials includes some type of sexual attractiveness as a base for the message. The major source of sex education is from TV.

S-e-x. It’s everywhere in the media. TV, as well as movies and other media, are some of their leading sources of information about sex and sexuality. But, do these images give people realistic, healthy, equality-minded views of sex? And is overloading people with portrayals of sex a responsible thing to do at all.

3)Violence
Well learning aggressive attitudes and behaviors mainly comes from the environment we are in but as now the media has become a major part of our life becoming desensitized to real world violence, developing a fear of being victimized by violence has taken a place in our minds, Many of the programs that children watch send the message that a conflict always involves a winner and a loser. This gives the message that violence is a successful method of resolving conflicts.

4)Nudity
When men are shown in the background of a video, they are most often fully clothed. But, when women are in the background, approximately half the time, they are dressed in ways that expose .
The women seen most often in the media are fashion models, pop stars (singers) and actresses. (We don’t like the word "supermodel," ‘cause they really don’t do anything that super.)
Many women seen often in the media, especially models and increasingly actresses, are seriously underweight, and many diet and smoke to keep their natural weight off.

A girl or woman who diets and is underweight can be undernourished, sometimes even losing her menstrual period. Prolonged loss of periods can lead to fertility problems , while constant or extreme dieting also carries health risks and can actually lead to long-term weight gain.
SOURCE :-Body Wars, by Margo Maine, 2000
IF YOU DONT BELIEVE ME GOOGLE IT.

5)Hate and violence directed at women:

Words expressing hate and disrespect toward girls and women are used frequently in popular media, and especially on TV and radio. Use of words derogatory to girls and women can be heard on many TV and radio programs, especially those watched and listened to by kids, including WWE (wrestling) programs, Thank god now Indian Government has grown up have beeeeeeeeeeped those , how does it impact ,I don’t know , but its bad .

6)Internet
Regarding the internet, again it's a source of good and bad, faster information, faster connections, faster communication offset by any lunatic having an opportunity to use it to spread propaganda for their own ends. But internet has everything I hope you understand.

PS1 : Life is not bewitched always , its all about "Feeling good v/s Looking good."
PS2 : World is not weird always , its all about "Desires v/s Destiny."
PS3 : Dieting does not help , believe me , its all about working out @ Gym
PS4 : There is no difference between laloo Prasad yadav and Chetan Bhagat , its all about the talent to sell themselves while actually being FAKE.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

NEW DELHI: In an
observation that will cheer votaries of pre-marital sex and live-in-partners,
the Supreme Court on Tuesday opined that a man and woman living together without
marriage cannot be construed as an offence.

"When two adult people want
to live together what is the offence. Does it amount to an offence? Living
together is not an offence. It cannot be an offence," a three judge bench of
Chief Justice K G Balakrishnan, Deepak Verma and B S Chauhan observed.

MORE IMPORTANTLY
A woman in a live-in relationship should be entitled
to maintenance if she is deserted by her man, the National Commission for Women
has said.

In far-reaching recommendations to the ministry of women and
child development, the commission has sought a change in the definition of
"wife" â€” as described in Section 125 of CrPC, which deals with maintenance â€”
and suggested that it include women involved in a live-in
relationships.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Does Fairy tales have impact on the
choice of your partner .
I have written over
it before and I was forced to write again as it came across again in my life due
to some reasons .

I think it does!!!!Yeah it does affect .Every girl
wants to marry a knight in shining armor. Sometimes they fall for the dorky guys
though, but to them, he is their knight in shining armor ;).I donâ€™t know why
Girls always think like that. To some extra crazy minds, fairy tales can portray
an overly utopian and totally unrealistic idea of what life will be like when we
meet the "Right one." Then, when the dream person doesn't measure up to the
fantasy, a person thinks wtf? It all in the mind I guess. People tend to always
look for what they see in dreams ..what they want in dreams and fairies and
always due to their (may be ) greed/ego/fascination or( may be ) they are too
stubborn ..people tend to relate it to what they get. It probably starts with
it.

I certainly realize and come back to this only "Life is a process of
becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is
that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of
death.".Movies, books, testimonies of love and hope survive time because of the
Cinderella/Romeo in us that wants to believe it is true regardless if it is a
partner, we want to experience Santa, Cupid, and all the hero's of our youth.
And you know what, everybody does so.!!

Guys are also no less. Guys do
always want a princess of sorts and girls always wish to have that price
charming on a white horse with a sword in his hand .if not that they always get
attracted with super heroes...maybe I m wrong ..but I think so ...I donâ€™t know
why we always need what we dream of(actually that the way it should be in all
other cases)..but sometimes we do tend to forget about being practical and think
otherwise..how funny is it no???..itâ€™s always an unanswered question. and we
always try to find out the answer..and some people spend their whole life for
finding answers and expecting the unexpected out of what they get (I am bit
harsh now).Anyways life's confusing sometimes.

Fairy tales can come true,
can happen to you and I have no reason to commit its sure but ... A fairy tale
partner is one who comes along, makes your heart skip a beat and satisfy our
preconceived notions of how they should be.

Finding love is a art or a
science or anything but not a fairy tale And as the fairy tale says, you both
live happily ever after. ... a quick comparison between our model of romantic
choice and arranged marriages, ... There are obviously a host of factors that
can influence everything, ... we have made a mistake, and our current partner is
not really â€œthe one. ...we wanted as per in our fairy tale.

Friday, March 9, 2012

This weekend was a mast,jabardast one and the most beersome weekend I have ever had in my life. We all 6 roommates thought to enjoy ourselves in this ever so romantic rainy season at divagar and harihareshwarâ€™s Konkan beaches. We started our journey on Saturday morning and started for divagar beach, On the way we bought some beer as it was raining and did not looked as it would ever stop.
One of our friends has got a new fully loaded Mahindra XUV and was the perfect partner for the perfect journey , After Reaching Divagar we got one cottage on rent and straight away took our cloth less clothes and bats and balls (Cricket balls, you dirty mind)and went to the beach but before we could reach the beach we saw some tottas having lunch at MTDC so we also planned to have Lunch there which was kind of ok ok considering the quality of Tottas. It was already drizzling and the beach had a very few tourists , we thought of playing cricket but after few minutes we realized that the lonely girls at the beach wanted some company so we left everything there and ran towards the beach. The salty water was more salty this time because of the Konkani beauties there who came to enjoy.(Samundar me nahake aur bhi namkeen ho gayi ho) .We tried everything to catch their attention and finally managed to get but they seemed to be more interested in making silly noises and holding each other than anything else. We got envy of one couple where the guy was a tall , not so handsome , superman T shirt supportive with a cute Marathi Mulgi , But its allright, Shit Happens.And then after one hour of fishing when we knew no more patakas will come anymore.We went and had Bhel and Tea and told the driver to bring some beer .After 15 minutes it was Beach + Rain +Beer +Bhel = Jannat . That Beer was the tastiest I have ever had. I never wanted to go back but it was raining heavily so had to go back to room .After visiting the temples we had Dinner and that was way too spicy to be realized the next morning.

The night brought with itself beer and playing cards and dumb charades and all conversations between roommates ranging from Riots to Demons and Angels and exorcism ,which went on till 2:30 am. The next morning we started for harihareshwar and shreevardhan and found them with similar beach and environment.But this time we were ready for some more fun , we asked our expert driver to take us to the beach shore with our perfect partner Mahindra XUV ,This was the most amazing experinece as we drove on teh shore with utmost fun.
We had our breakfast there which included bhel+missal+pav+bhurji+kanda+kurma+puri+tea+cold drink and then we had beer .It was raining continuously and the weather was as awesome as could be ever imagined. The Roads were looking superb covered with greenery all around and many water falls on either sides of the road. We decided to go to Mahabaleshwar and thought the weather would be amazing. The journey to mahabaleshwar was full of stoppages as we stopped on every possible picturistic location and continuously had beers and Pictures. We even had ourselves clicked at the railway track which came on the way.

As soon as we were about to reach Mahabaleshwar it was all cloudy and was chilling. Soon It was Raining and the visibility was became very less. The lake at Panjgani was awesome and the mist was what we could see all around. We again had mix of everything we could see bhel+ragada patties + Desi Gazar + Tea + Beer. Our stomach had some strange mechanism to digest everything. We thought of boating there but the Rain ,Mist and the waiting line changed our thoughts and we were satisfied with looking at all honeymoon couples and dancing on the Road and not pointing towards any good looking girl.We also went to the Mapro outlet and had the amazing strawberry Shake and had the most awesome looking girls at our nearest table.

Irani beauties are just irresistible. I even tried to call my mom and wanted to tell her that I wanted to marry that irani girl but there was no network coverage so decided to go back and stare at the sardarni who was on honeymoon with a big fat sardaar.I was so jealous of him that we all decide to move ahead towards Pune. Beer was what which was permanent just the photogenic locations and waterfalls kept on changing.
We reached home before time to watch the world cup final and I wanted to have another octopus soup but It was Spain who took the cup , anyways was a great match to watch. All in all it was great weekend and the one I would cherish. I will never forget beer@beach + Rain , That was a great experience specially in that awesome climate.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

HDDG at GYM
1.She
wants to go to gym.
2.She also wants to wear that short T shirt.
3.She
also Wants to do stretching.
4.She also does not want the T shirt to lift up
a little.

HDDG*= HAR DIN DIWALI GIRL - The one who have
mashkara, lashkara , kajal on her and wears shining red, blue ,green clothes
with high heals everyday.

PS: HDDG is
copyrighted by Rahul_Miglani.Reproduction of this, either in part or in
its entirety, without the explicit permission of the author is prohibited and
will be dealt with strict actions.
PS: I love girls ,this work is just for positive humor
coming out of our daily life.
PS: I respect girls and believe "I love
women"."Theyâ€™re the best thing ever created"."But,If they want to be like men
and come down to our level,I cannot do anything about that."

Fight Between Room
matesFights between roommates usually
end up in a territorial battle or may be a grudge for a life time. You butt
heads for one night and after that everything the other person does for the rest
of the week is wrong.â€œLittle things that never really annoyed you before now
blaringly stand out.â€

Charlotte Bronte said â€œLife appears to me too
short to be spent in nursing animosity or registering wrongsâ€. But can u avoid
that, at least I canâ€™t ....even if you donâ€™t react to something, itâ€™s
mentally that you keep on thinking about your grudges. Sometimes it becomes
really difficult as u want to remain silent so that you avoid reacting on your
grudge, but this silence kills you internally. And if you think of forgetting
that you find that you canâ€™t forget it!!!!Then you think that the life is
always bewitched because you cannot be a saint who will maintain his cool every
time. The basic thing is that everyone wants happiness, no one wants suffering.
And happiness mainly comes from our own attitude, rather than from external
factors. If your own mental attitude is correct, even if you remain in a hostile
atmosphere, you feel happy.

Now let me come to the main topic, Fights
between roommates usually end up in a territorial battle or may be a grudge for
a life time. You butt heads for one night and after that everything the other
person does for the rest of the week is wrong.â€œLittle things that never really
annoyed you before now blaringly stand out.â€You may have left a couple of
dirty dishes out, but since his pile is a little bigger than yours you decide to
snap at him: "I always clean the dishes why don't you try to do work for a
change?!" And the response really depends on your roommate. Because if you have
a nice roommate who isn't used to confrontation, he might behave strange after
that. He can stop talking to you or might taunt back at you or stop taking lunch
with you. This is just human nature and I will repeat the same more than once
.Itâ€™s Just that room mates are after all roommates they are not your friends
or soul mates they are just roommates and if they are more than that other
roommates might have problem with that, I hope you understand that .

The
issue of cleaning the dishes might end up in a strange outcome where one might
think of other as an insensitive Nazi. A cool roommate will then calmly clean
all the dishes, go out and buy disposable cups, plates and whatever, and point
out that he won't ever have to use the dishes again. A hot tempered roommate
will throw all the dirty dishes out into the hallway and say something like,
"The dishes have relocated themselves. Maybe if we're lucky, room service will
come pick them up and then you'll get herpes you dumb cunt. I hate living with
you." Stop acting like my Dad.

All I'm saying is, this is just human
nature, when you are grown up like a guy who isn't used to confrontation these
things can mean a lot or may invite reactions instead of actions. And in my view
point itâ€™s just normal, if the frequencies does not match between two people
itâ€™s not like that one or the other is a significant idiot itâ€™s just that
both are normal human beings and they canâ€™t stay together because they have
different tastes of ice creams, yeah if I like vanilla and you love strawberry
why should I have a problem with it. And these small tiffs or may be bigger ones
should not be the deciding factor for judgment on his character or whatever
significant.

Then there's always the silent treatment method of fighting
where you and your roommate refuse to communicate with each other. One comes in
for a small talk, the other leaves. No longer do you share the music on your
computer/mobile, one sits with headphones on (I do it and I agree with it), the
other sits in dead silence. But you can always tell if someone is mad by the way
they eat and shut the door. When a roommate is sleeping you secretly hope that
your intensive singing is keeping them awake. And let's face it, it's always a
fun contest to see who can slam the door the hardest, just to prove that (SLAM!)
you're still mad, (WACK!) you're not giving in, and (BANG!!) not even alcohol is
going to be able to solve this problem. (I have actually realized that, personal
experience speaks dude!!), this silent treatment is actually the one in which
you're really screwed. Yes I mean it and it happens everywhere, you are not a
solitaire victim of the same.

There is another types of roommates as
well, Ok first tell me donâ€™t you love the friends who stay neutral when you're
fighting? You know, the ones who don't want to take sides, don't want to get
involved, are content with the awkward silence at the lunch table, and pretend
that doors aren't be slammed uncontrollably (it's probably just the wind)? They
just simply don't want to be thrown into politics where they might actually have
to be decisiveâ€”at least to stop the incredible singing in the midnight. To me
these friends are known as uninvolved inconsiderate confidants who won't confirm
that the other person is wrong and I'm completely rightâ€”to the rest of the
world they're known as the Swiss. Obviously NOM!Yet other types of roommates
is that who will always tell you to please keep the volume of your T.V or music
system exactly when you are enjoying it the most and will never keep the volume
down themselves when they are watching/listening the same. A typical reaction
will be that one will immediately switch off the system and SLAM the door
pretending nothing bothers him and he donâ€™t even care about the another and
will wait for his turn to say please keep the volume down in the most polite of
the manners. Itâ€™s just that one or the other could have been more polite being
at each otherâ€™s shoes.

And then there's always a thrower lurking
somewhere in the mist. You know this person. He's pretty cool under pressure.
You've never seen him overreact or throw a tantrum. Normally he's just
completely put togetherâ€”not a shiny hair on his head out of place. Then one
day someone screws him over. A ML gives him an unfair CRR rating, a bad driver
cuts him off on the street, the toilet paper was put on backwards causing an
unsightly kink in his folding pattern before wiping his assâ€”whatever makes him
tick. But when he snapsâ€”especially if it's the first timeâ€”you're not ready
to see him torpedo his knick knacks across the room. The floor and wall have
evidence of broken picture frames all over it, perfume bottles are leaking into
the carpet, and the once peaceful snow village has been victimized by a lost
eco-system when he violently chucks the snow globe into the door. Then he'll
storm off, leaving the roommate to clean it up before he gets back and has to
see the carnage of items that would have gotten a pretty good price at a garage
sale.

A word of caution: when this individual is pissed at you, he has
aim like a sniper chilling in a bell tower on a cloudless day. So when his
miniature tower of Pisa comes flying at your head, just pray you've got better
coordination than you do when you're playing Mario or may be mortal combat or
most probably street fight.

Money is always going to be an issue.
Everyone goes to the ATM and therefore everyone has hundreds. And no one is ever
around with change. So someone always ends up paying more than the fair share,
and the topic of gas money could have its own column. Let's just say this: we're
all poor in our own sense, but don't never offer someone gas money, or if you do
promise to buy them a drink, you better remember it down at the bars. You can't
blame someone when they're sober and driving on just a few
pennies.Confronting people about money matters is the only confrontation I
am scared of. I'd rather pay for the whole table at a restaurant and be done
with it than watch everyone pull out calculators and bicker to a dead end about
tax and tip, only to have them forget to pay me back later, Thank god people
maintain some kind of notebook at home to manage all these else this issue is
the worst when taken to our faces. Because at some point down the line when
you're short on cash, you'll end up bringing up the "you owe me" subject. Some
people are so sensitive about money that they'll just fling a twenty at you, you
won't accept, and then it just sits there on the ground about to be blown away,
when really both of you want it and feel you rightfully deserve it.

At
the end I would just like to add that people do have difference in attitude,
perceptions and perspectives and yes people do have their own set of choices
.you might like licking a vanilla ice cream and I might like to eat it, itâ€™s
just the choices and the way we want to live our lives and the small fights
between roommates should not be the deciding factor in deciding him as a
person.

PS: â€œPeople are islands in the sea of
misunderstandingsâ€PS: If This seems long and boring then you aint getting
the Point.PS 3: Yes its a repost , as one of my friend is not going through
a great period.Well I guess , Fights between room mates do happen and we are
all human to do that , i just want to say that , We should try to move on and
change the room before things get too bad to be patched up later , we all know
we will have a good laugh at these things after 20 years.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

FEELINGS
Sometimes the toughest thing about feelings is sharing them with others. Sharing your feelings helps you when your feelings are good and when they aren't so good. Sharing also helps you to get closer to people you care about and who care about you. When people talk about feelings, they sometimes use the word "emotions."

Focusing on Your Feelings
You can't tell your friends what's inside your backpack if you don't know what's in there yourself. Feelings are the same way. Before you can share them with anyone, you have to figure out what feelings you have.

Making a list of your feelings can help. You can do this in your head or by writing it out on a piece of paper or even by drawing pictures. Is something bothering you? Does it make you sad or angry? Do you feel this emotion only once in a while or do you feel it a lot of the time?

When you're trying to figure out your feelings, it might help to remember something that happened and think about how it made you feel. Then you can say, "I feel sad when my friend doesn't play with me" or "I feel angry when my brother always wins at baseball." This can help you figure out your own feelings. It also gives the person you're talking with more information about what's bothering you.

Why Talk About Your Feelings?
The way a person feels inside is important. It can be really hard not to tell anyone that you're feeling sad, worried, or upset. Then, it's just you and these bad feelings. If you keep feelings locked inside, it can even make you feel sick!

But if you talk with someone who cares for you, like your mom or dad, you will almost always start to feel better. Now you're not all alone with your problems or worries. It doesn't mean your problems and worries disappear magically, but at least someone else knows what's bothering you and can help you find solutions.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Punjabification Of Movies
Well it looks like Bollywood hates to be hated for more than one reason , The point I am going to mention is â€œPUNJABIFICATIONâ€ of movies.

Everybody seems to have a say in whatâ€™s okay to go in a movie, Now let me tell what I think of the current Movies scenario.

Well it looks like Bollywood hates to be hated for more than one reason , The point I am going to mention is â€œPUNJABIFICATIONâ€ of movies. I am O.K with films on religious, cast-eist, regional, historical or whatever other ground they can find , unless and until they are very good , thought provoking , But it comes to PUNJABIFICATION of movies I must tell you that I am not liking it.

Every now and then filmmakers bow down in apology whenever there are protests against something or the other but I want to say that it has really degraded the level of movies today.It was objections by Sikh bodies that made Vipul Shah reshoot portions of Singh Is Kinng, with the â€˜guidanceâ€™ of Sikh leaders, and Akki had to prostrate himself at the Rakabganj Gurudwara in Delhi to ask for forgiveness for the sin of making the film. Jo Bole So Nihaal ignored such â€˜objectionsâ€™ and got a few bomb blasts for it. Love Aaj Kal too was quietly and submissively screened for them.

Clearly, Bollywood is suffering from a case of sense and sensitivity. The article from where these facts are picked up from are from Times of India which talks about role of censor board But here I talk about over Punjabification which is completely different .Well excess of everything is bad and in this case I just hate it.You look at every other item song from every alternate new release it has some Punjabi lyrics added to it , Producers do it because it sells , Mind you I have no problems with that , I have a problem what that is shown , The Punjabi culture is shown either in a very funny way or in a very orthodox way , which is not the case.

Now letâ€™s talk about dil bole hadippa

ïƒŸ--------------SNIP From Times of India---------------------ïƒ
Dil Bole Hadippa

The Sikh community is protesting against â€“
1) The use of the Sikh small turban,
2) Raniâ€™s character being portrayed as â€˜strong but foolishâ€™,
3) Promos depicting it as a tale of â€˜turbans, twists and tricks.â€™

Excerpts from the letter of protest say, As if male actors were not enough to mock the Sikhs, you now have a female actor to tar the Sikh image. Scenes and sequences from the movie are highly offensive. For Bollywood, with respect to Sikhs, freedom of expression has been license to poke fun at their attire, their intellect, their language and their community.â€™

ïƒŸ--------------------------------SNIP END ---------------------ïƒ

The freedom of expression has been license to poke fun at their attire, their intellect, their language and their community and I agree to it .What the hell is going on .As itâ€™s a big banner film no protest going to make a huge impact and YRF rocks , every one likes it. YRF have always shown Punjab in a good way and there is no one who can raise a voice against his movies.

Now lets talk about Madhur bhandarkar , he is very good at showing the realty , which I just love , even if there is any Punjabi element its in real which I like.Also lets me talk about vishal Bhardwaj , he shows what is entertaining and looks real (even if its not) , Let it be the UP touch in OMKARA or the Bengali underworld in Kaminey , its different and its not meant to be making fun or to poke fun at any community .

But some producers and directors just think that adding a Punjabi touch to the lyrics of a song or making fun of Punjabisâ€™s in movies will work for them it does not , its just that it is degrading the level of movies.But the problem with present day Indian film is a crisis of identity. In an attempt to satisfy viewers in Manhattan and Matunga, in London and in Ludhiana, a synthetic world, which exists only in films, has emerged on our silverscreen.

Latest in this trend being tere naal love ho gaya where in the newly wed couple is doing this shitty movie just to promote their marriage or may be just to promote that they are also actors , I have no problem with that but I have issues with the adultrated Punjabi and haryanvi language used in this movie.This is just a stupid polluted mix of what they call is punjabi , Mind you , you are just screwing yourself !!

Now let me tell you , i'm a proud punjabi and i am very sad about the punjabification of bollywood.The punjabi culture they show on screen is a very polluted mix. The language is polluted with dance (bhangra) is not close to being authentic, and the strip-mining of punjabi folk-songs is outrageous.The dance they show is not BHANGRA , but a remix of Bhangra which is simply BAD(least i could use) for the original form.

PS : I am a Punjabi Myslef
PSS : I also like Yash Raj films.
PSSS : I still have no idea why Sing is Kinng was a hit.
PSSSS : I am no great critic , it's just what I feel.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Inspector Shinde got a call at 6 am in the morning from the neighbors of Satinder , that he was not opening the door of his house and a foul smell was coming from the house. When he arrived with constable Rane, they went around the house and saw a sardar’s body lying on the floor; yes it was a dead body. The owner of the house Jayant was called for Investigation. It was not a robbery; there was no evidence of anything. But blood as Red as can be could be seen coming out of satinders leg, scratches and fresh scars were visible at his face. Inspector Shinde thought it to be a brawl between friends but that was not to be.

Satinder was a tough guy ,a typical Punjabi raw sardar , fresh out of farms of Punjab into this magical , ever so romantic place called Infosys Mysore. He had just cleared his Infosys Training at Mysore and was posted at pune. As today was his First Birthday at Pune, He went out with his friends to This wonderful pub called apache. They all got drunk at 1 am in the morning they were driving their bikes on Mumbai Pune express highway on their way back to wakad from where they would go to Pimple saudagar.They all Reached home where they all wished each other and went to sleep in their respective apartments and in the morning satinder’s Dead body was found.

As soon as Rohit ;satinders colleague heard the news he rushed to the scene and spilled the beans. According to Rohit, the incident occurred at 1 am last night on the highway, when a heated argument ensued after an accident. “Satinder was driving his pulsar and hit two men — Mangesh and Sanket— who were standing on the road. As satinder and all his friends were drunk a heated argument broke out between them, fight took an ugly turn when friends of satinder ;Rakesh and Sachin went on to have a fist fight with mangesh and Sanket ,The on lookers came by and it was a brawl then,Satinder and Rohit were badly hit by the mob and satinder was hit on his leg with a pointed thing and started bleeding .As soon as the mob saw the blood they all scattered and now only these four were left.Satinder was still bleeding even after they covered it and tightened it with their bandanas. They all were still in hangover as they were heavily drunk and started for their Home. They all Reached home where they all wished each other went to sleep in their respective apartments and in the morning satinder’s Dead body was found.Satinder was alone in his apartment last night as all his roommates went to Mumbai as it was a weekend. His Dead body was found lying on the sofa.

The post mortem Report Reviled that satinder was killed as a result of lot blood loss which all four of them failed to notice and were too drunk to think about that.

PS1 Why we do this!
PS1.5 The events and characters portrayed are completely fictitious. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is either completely unintentional, or very poorly covered up.
PS2 Just another short story, your comments are precious to me.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

PS : Sorry I did not have any eraser :)
PSS: These Paintings were made during night shift on File covers , The yellow thing is not the color but actually A yellow file cover...Had a hard time carving his nose :)

Friday, March 2, 2012

Soniya was a tough girl ,a typical Punjabi girl , fresh out of farms of Punjab into this magical , ever so romantic place called Infosys Mysore .

It was January when she joined Infosys through an on campus which happened her college. She was so happy to get a job in her Dream company .Soniya was all alone here. Soniya singh was the eldest of the three siblings , her two younger brothers were handling her dad’s business at Kapurthala , Punjab . She never got any love from her family as being a girl she was always treated as someone who was a burden on the family , Her dad did not even talk to her once after she came here. Her mother died in after giving birth to the youngest child. She considered her DAD to be the murderer of her mother as it was known and her mother cannot have another surgerian still his father went for the operation just for the sake of getting another baby boy. Soniya singh was brought up like a burden and was always treated as an unwanted member of the family. Her two younger brothers were in all kinds of bad habits due to the extra love which their father used to gave them just because they were guys. Getting admission into engineering college was not as difficult as was to impress her dad to let her study .She got into Infosys and told her dad about it obviously her dad was not interested in her joining Infosys but after so much pressure from the neighbors and relatives he allowed her to join but told her that she will be getting married soon and if she does anything wrong or even look at any other guy he will kill her.
She was loving Mysore as it was the first time she was out of the small town and was into this amazing world of Infosys. She was staying alone in her hostel 12 just opposite to the FC .One fine day she enters into her room , it were like 5:30 in the evening and she could see only one girl on her bed. She quietly comes in and the other girl started.
“hey sexy I am Pooja “..”just joined today was not well so could not join on Monday “…”what about you”…..”I m Soniya from Punjab” she replied ….”oho ..Punjabi Kudi …..”……and that was it the new room mate . They talked a lot that night Soniya wanted to know so much about her and Pooja was all very bubbly and exited to talk to this sweet , little innocent girl.
Now after few days Pooja and Soniya were like buddies and they shared almost all the time together only. Pooja on the one hand was a very modern girl passed out from Delhi university where as Soniya was a tough girl , emotionally strong but a kid at heart .Pooja used to smoke and drink a lot but never asked or allowed Soniya to do that .Pooja’s boyfriend Rajiv used to work at Wipro Mysore they used to get together on every weekends and party a lot .They even used to stay at Rajiv’s Flat whenever they got late. Soniya found it very nice and enjoyed their company a lot as she was never put of the small town and was very happy to enjoy the freedom without any fear of her dad and brothers. Soniya had a secret crush on Rajiv’s roommate Saurabh. One fine weekend they all planned to watch IPL at Rajiv’s room with some drinks and food. As the time passed by Pooja got so drunk that night that they decided to stay at Rajiv’s place only. Pooja and Soniya went to the bedroom to sleep whereas Rajiv was still watching the match. Soniya was not getting so much of sleep so she came out and started chatting with Rajiv .Rajiv insisted Soniya to drink but she did not .Rajiv mischievously mixed her soft drinks with the hard ones and made her drink that .Soniya got drunk and that was when Rajiv and Soniya slept together. Pooja was very upset with Rajiv when she came to know about it in the morning and was now not in talking terms with Rajiv but still was very close to Soniya. Soniya was shocked and remained so for almost 3 weeks .It was a Saturday when the Stream compri result was expected to come .Pooja and Soniya passed the compri and Pooja wanted to tell the result to Soniya but she was nowhere, As she went into the room she could see Soniya vomiting in the washroom .It was Sunday when both of them decided to go to Apollo Hospital in the city .Pooja called up Saurabh and they three went to see the doctor. It was dreadful and hearth wrecking to know that Soniya was pregnant was in to her 2nd Month.

She was crying and was remembering his father’s words and was terribly shivering.“Come on Soniya wake up….need to attend the class at 9 , its already 8 come on ………”..Pooja shouted after throwing the pillow at Soniya…………..”She suddenly woke up and realized that it was all a dreadful dream and it was only her 1st week at Mysore. Soniya was taking deep breaths and was sweating even in the AC room when she asked “Pooja do you drink “???!!!!

PS: All characters and incidents mentioned here are imaginary and any resemblance to it is a pure coincidence.
Just an attempt to write a short story , would love your precious comments.